hello!
I am doing my best to rearrange my soul, do pardon my tendency toward neglect. I wonder if my life is still more real than yours?
I can just barely hear you over the roaring of the ocean, the slap of paddles, oars so suggestive in the water. barely, but still.
you live in a cold place- i think in a cold place?
I am an echo-
no, not that one, this, reverberating from the sea (that I haven't seen in weeks) like a chaotic attempt at avoiding the post-modern. or something?
we talk in questions that aren't quite questions. Easter will be upon us, and we will crucify our fears. The ground will thaw, and we will drown our worries.
take care.
trying to get my life into a particular shape. thinking a lot about the future. trying to find some things out, trying to redesign some others.
Posted by samantha at February 3, 2005 02:03 PM"I know a place where we can go
Where we are not known"
hello seashore siren ta da ta
crispness came this evening
thanks to your lovely words